Gong Chen comes to song Guo's studio full of expectation, but he doesn't want to rush into the air. He asks the staff, but says song Guo has a rest today.
Junxiu's brow slightly frowned. He didn't know where song Guo lived.
Back in the car, Gong Chen takes out his mobile phone and dials song Guo's phone.
At this time, song Guo is not willing to get up in the quilt. Although his work enriches people, it also sets off the value of rest.
When Jin Mingshen came in with porridge, he watched the woman lazily hiding in the quilt. His consciousness was dim, and his eyes couldn't open. He seemed to be greedy for the warmth in the quilt.
"Get up and eat porridge." The man's voice is gentle. Jin Mingshen is sitting by the bed. He just put down the bowl and is about to urge song Guo to get up. A pleasant mobile phone ring rings.
Jin Ming subconsciously looks at the head of the bed. On the screen of song Guo's mobile phone, Gong Chen's name is jumping.
The man's face is irrepressible to collapse, the body makes a choice faster than consciousness, he quickly picked up the phone to answer.
At the other end of the phone, Gong Chen couldn't wait to say: "Guo'er, I'm going to Y country tomorrow. Don't you always want to go to Cambridge University to communicate with those forensic professionals? I happen to have friends I know. I can introduce you to each other. "
This kind of invitation full of temptation, there is no reason to refuse. Gong Chenjun's face is full of smile, and it seems that song Guo will agree.
"Oh? Then you may be disappointed. Song Guo is sleeping in bed and may have no time to talk to you. "
The voice of the man full of magnetism suddenly gets into Gong Chen's ear, the smile on his face immediately becomes stiff, the face is even more black than the bottom of the pot, is almost biting a tooth, ferocious ask a way: "fruit son is in your home?"
Even though he knew that there would be very close contact between lovers, when the result was put in front of him, it was still said from the mouth of his rival. Gong Chen only felt that his internal organs were burned, which was uncomfortable.
Jin Mingshen's voice did not deliberately press. His dark eyes were staring at Song Guo's hairy head, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a sarcastic arc: "what do you say? Gongda star, you'd better save it. If it's my woman, I will never let any man take her away from me! "
Jin Mingshen is always willing to do what can strike Gong Chen, especially at the moment, even if he doesn't see the other side's expression, he can guess how angry and disappointed Gong Chen will be.
Gong Chen is really lost, he slammed the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, quickly hung up the phone, listen to one more minute, he was afraid that his impulse would make irreparable things.
Listening to the busy beep from the mobile phone, Jin Mingshen's mouth can't help but rise. Then he turns his head, and his voice is gentle enough to wring out water.
When song Guo wakes up from his half dream, Jin Ming points to the porridge on the bedside table: "I cooked your favorite oatmeal porridge for you."
Song Guo nodded perfunctorily. Seeing this, Jin Ming pretended to be casual and said, "when you are asleep, Gong Chen has a phone call. When I see you sleeping, I will answer it for you. Don't you mind?"
Song Guo was stunned. Her watery eyes blinked. She looked at the man's handsome face, which was full of natural words. She sighed silently in her heart and said, "it's OK. What did he say?"
"Oh, I want you to travel." Jin Mingshen spontaneously deleted most of Gong Chen's words, and it's not surprising to see that song Guo's face gradually became relaxed.
After Song Guo finished washing, Jin Mingshen took advantage of her reading and casually mentioned: "let's go to England at the end of this month."
He didn't forget what Gong Chen said. His mood was a little complicated. He thought he knew song Guo very well, but he neglected his major. Fortunately, Gong Chen's phone was intercepted by him, otherwise he would have to take advantage of it.
Jin Mingshen's proposal surprised song Guo and instinctively refused his good intentions.
"I'm still busy with the studio. I can't go."
The woman's refusal was beyond Jin Ming's expectation. He held up his cell phone in a leisurely manner, shook it twice, and shrugged with regret: "but I've bought the ticket, and it's still first class. The ticket can't be refunded."
Song Guo is still hesitating. After all, the ticket can be returned.
But he didn't want Jin Mingshen to have the last mace. He walked slowly to song Guo's side, and his handsome face showed a embarrassed expression: "but I have an appointment with the professor of Cambridge University. If I don't go, I will break the appointment."
Cambridge University? As soon as song Guo's eyes brightened, he almost stood up and asked which professional professor he was. Subconsciously, he grasped his clothes and nodded. He seemed to think that he agreed too quickly. He coughed a little unnaturally and explained: "the professor of Cambridge University must have pushed a lot of research before he agreed to go to the appointment. You can't stand others up."
Song Guo can think of such a poor reason.
Jin Mingshen doesn't expose her careful thinking, but the smile at the corner of his mouth is getting bigger and bigger, revealing his happy mood.
In order to make time to accompany song Guo to Y country, Jin Mingshen piled up two months of work in one week.This week, none of the employees who have been with Jin Mingshen are not worried. They all want to have separation skills. It seems that only in this way can they keep up with Jin Mingshen.
Aigo studio is getting bigger and bigger, and Gong Chen's contract with it has just reached its deadline.
When Haozi was looking for Jin Mingshen to sign the contract renewal, the man looked at Gong Chen's name with a playful smile: "don't worry. Recently, the studio is developing well. Naturally, our treaty has to be changed. You can make an appointment to chat with them. Remember, he must come here himself, or he won't be willing to do it at that time, and we will be the ones who suffer. "
Haozi's eyes brighten when he hears the speech, and his admiration for Jin Mingshen rises to a higher level. The eldest is indeed the eldest, and he considers things more comprehensively than ordinary people.
In this way, the notice handed to the palace Chen hand.
His agent, is all kinds of emotional, Xiaozhi to reason want to persuade palace Chen to take this request.
"The outside world is speculating about this Aigo studio. During this period of time, their performance has also shown explosive growth, attracting a lot of people's attention. If you take it, the exposure will certainly be a higher level."
Gong Chen is apathetic like, see also don't see a broker, selfishly holding the latest magazine, read with relish.
The agent is still following the advice, and finally his mouth is dry. Finally, he can't help taking the magazine from the man's hand and shouting angrily: "did you listen to me or not?"
"I hear you!" Gong Chen frowned and rubbed his ears, his face full of impatience: "I said, you go to talk, I don't want to go anywhere now."
He is fretting about song Guo's staying at Jin Mingshen's house for the night. He doesn't want to care about anything else.